El Scary Chupacabra
The sun falls behind the shadowed mountain turning the night blind
leaving behind a thieving ghostly lune moon and wandering mind.
A courtyard with tables all around lovers listen
to music and drinking wine as the breaking sea waves glisten.
Sounds of scary growls are heard. From out of the darkness large creatures
covered in glowing long green hair and fiery eyes, evil creeper features
tramp towards the people biting them with their gleaming white fangs
sending some to the grim reaper. Sounds of loud exploding bangs
wakes me up trembling. Outside my window the garbage truck is crawling
along the street stopping as a man jumps off not falling,
lifting emptying trash cans and replacing them back onto the curb.
It tries to do its best not to disturb, but the sounds fail to perturb.
9/28/2018
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2018
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